In a very short time, the man returned and put down before him a _gemüse suppe_, following this with _schweine fleisch, sauerkraut_, and _gherkins_ -- a luncheon which might have been cooked in a German's own kitchen -- and set before him a glass of beer which Edestone would have sworn had not been brewed outside of the city of Munich.

Even worse, I found that to deal with my lack of 'zitz-fleisch' (literally 'sitting meat' ... the ability to sit still), I was starting to snack throughout the day ... giving me a tummy ache and making my already problematic weight start to climb.